Gary Bryson


A Riddle - Poem by Gary Bryson

Too small to be measured,
Yet I carry great weight.
Like the flip of a switch,
I determine your fate.
I’m a flame burning bright,
But the world cannot see.
I can enslave you for life,
Or from death set you free.
With each breath that you take,
I will always be there.
I’m as common as dirt,
Or a diamond so rare.
I can light up the world,
But my light some would kill.
I will always exist,
For I am Free Will.

3/18/06


Comments about A Riddle by Gary Bryson

  • Brian Dorn (4/8/2006 12:02:00 PM)


    Gary, very profound poem! So true! !
    Brian
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  • (3/21/2006 3:08:00 PM)


    I canot open this riddle Gary, I am sorry to say, but the poem is brilliant it has made my day. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, March 20, 2006



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